After My Husband Helped Me Occupy a Parking Space, I Went Crazy

When I got to the basement, I saw my husband's car parked at an angle and occupying my parking space. I called him to come down and move the car, and when I was bored, I came across a post: "How can you keep having sex with a little girl at home without being discovered by your wife who comes home at any time?" The comment section exploded. One of them was liked by the author: "Occupy your wife's parking space. This way she will call you every time she comes back. Not only will you have time to clean up the scene and protect your little lover, but you can also confidently tell her that you are helping her occupy the parking space." I frowned, and just as I clicked on the dialog box, there was a knock on the car window. Outside the car window, my husband shook the keys in his hand: "Hey, why are you in a hurry? I'm doing this all to help you get a parking space."